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"I'm saying you're a fraidy flycat!" Ying chirped happily, prodding Tseng towards the board. "C'mon, what's the worst that could happen!!"

When Kiwi approached, Ying was all smiles. He had cloth in his hands, meaning he was most likely requested her services; she loved making clothing for her friends, so it was nothing but exciting to her. He seemed apprehensive though, and Ying was a bit baffled as to why he was tripping over his words so much. Why, he sounded just like her!

But as soon as the question was popped, Ying's face was a red mirror of his own, perhaps even more so. Someone was asking her to prom? Kiwi was asking her to prom? DID THIS MEAN KIWI HAD A CRUSH ON HER? WERE THEY GOING TO GET MARRIED???

She was about to croak out a response when she saw Salbei standing almost directly behind Kiwi. Sadness broke on her face and instead she replied, "A-Are you sure its okay? I m-mean there are many other beautiful mares here ... I am sure they would be very happy with your company. I do not think I am suitable, Kiwi" An odd sort of glumness colored her tone, one that was very, very uncharacteristic for the bubbly horseman. "N-Not that I do not think you are wonderful! I am just worried that I am not a very good choice is all."

Pro-om? Pro-o-om? Pro-o-o-o-o-o-o-om?

Sounded weird. Like a conquest kind of thing. At least, it sounded lame until Siska witnessed a guardian - a Death guardian - asking out some mare. Admittedly, Siska was pretty sure that mare was conquest, but if a guardian was asking someone to prom then obviously it was way more dignified than she was giving it credit for.

She hastily scrawled her name on the list before she could talk herself out of it. Maybe someone would notice her?

A laugh as she watched, and nearly flailed with, her sister. Bao Yu would have kept her up right. She just stayed wrapped around the younger of the two as Lifen started talk about.. something. She'd interrupted a conversation. Ah, well. Manners weren't her strongest point, when it came to family. However, she stayed silent until Lifen motioned to her.

Stepping to the side, she pushed her glasses up and squinted at her sister before looking to the other two. Bending at the waist very slightly, she would bow to the other two girls and then looked back at Lifen. "Dearest Lifen.. If you could kindly not try to find me a... date for whatever it is that's happening, I would much appreciate it. After all, you've mentioned I've only recently arrived. One could draw the conclusion that I am not very interested in having more than friends." Her brow arched as she spoke before turning to the other two girls.

"Hello. I should thank you for seeing to it that my little sister has managed to stay together after everything happened. As much as she can stay together, that is." Her hands moved to play with that short hair Lifen sported and petted her affectionately.

Aeron cleared his throat and took a moment to redeem some qualities that would appeal to the conquest horseman.

"I will not lie when I tell you, Noble Conquestian, that I am out of my element of asking mares on dates. I have had no training and my former priestess had banned me from such activities." He crossed his arms, "I am not a bad looking stallion, I am born of a conquest mare and Death stallion as well and am aware of proper etiquette's and manners."

He shifted a bit, as well as his tone. "I am also prepared for battles, trained on escorting techniques. I have not thus, heard complaints of my protection as well." He waited...

"I am afraid that is all I have Noble Mare....Speaking of proper etiquette, My name is Aeron of the Death Guardians. A pleasure to meet you."

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Nergui had been hiding away for the better part of the last week and a half, but with recovery came restlessness and the mare was keen to stretch her legs again. She certainly didn't mind sleeping among lush furs and other things, but with the thrum of voices in the mare's head, she simply couldn't stick one place for too long.

Grey hair piled atop her head and framed by downy wings and filigree, Nergui had actually returned her veil to it's original purpose, though she had not bothered with letting the sheer fabric over the right side of her face. Aside from the swath of bright bandages that traced over her shoulder and upper arm she had dressed in buttery cream skirts with a fitted bodice, lace climbing up from her bust. Over a week in naught but a flouncy gown, the mare had felt inclined to place a little more effort into her appearance then was usual.

Arriving at the gathering, she immediately moved to offer Lifen and Shaheen proper greetings, and would have moved on to Lan and Kiwi, but the both of them appeared to be predisposed at the moment.

There were also a good number of new faces scattered throughout from all clans, but it was those from Death that caught her eye. Mainly a rugged stallion whom looked as though he was no stranger to hard work and using his hands. Curious, she walked over to him on bare feet., head tilting gently to one side. "I don't believe we've met, though you seem mildly familiar."

Aeron's only remark was to incline his head gently towards Lan and nod.

"Then I will wait till Sunset for your answer...Lan." Whew that was hard, saying it without proper titling. He turned on his heel, quite awkwardly and stiffly moving over to Ying because he needed help all the sudden. "Until then. Farewell."

"Young Mare Ying..." Aeron didn't mean to interrupt but he really needed to ask her for something..."What does one wear to this prom?"

Eitri straightened himself up when the priestess addressed him. He gave a bit of a shuffle and a grunt by way of greeting; perhaps a little nervous that a female was approaching him so suddenly. And then it occurred to him that she could just be making conversation and he shifted his weight, a large hand patting her on the shoulder - though he was careful to steer clear of the bandaged one. A grin spread across his lips. He was perhaps a little too casual, given her position; but he wasn't one to look down or up to others. Everyone was treated equal by Eitri.

"I believe you've commissioned me before; but we've never had the pleasure of meeting outside of business." He stroked his chin, smooth from a recent shave. "I believe it was a hair pin. A fiddly piece but I hope it turned out to your liking."